We almost crashed there in that LA County parking lot
Sweating in the San Fernando valley sun
I really fucked up the paint job on your little sister's car
And I'm sorry for everything else I've done
So I'll retreat back to the East Coast
And be a good old Pennsylvania farmer's son
Yeah, I'm still living in that haunted house my parents bought
Yeah, the one right by the battlefield where Washington won
Despite the memories I'vе really learned to hatе it here
In spite of every lesson learned in my young life
I learned to drive there by the driveway in a tractor
I learned to love inside my car on muggy nights
And I believe that there is some form of redemption
Yeah, something gossamer that I can idealize
Yeah, there's a blizzard on the mountaintops in Aspen
And it's raining every goddamn day in paradise
With every fiber of my being I fall further out of line
But she says just look forward
Not behind
And every figment I've imagined was forgotten over time
But she says just look forward
Not behind
We almost crashed there in that LA county parking lot
I'm still deciding if I really did survive
I read an avalanche just swallowed up the mountain
And a tidal wave ate paradise alive